Peach and plum bloss

The rooster crows three times, and the sky is just beginning to lighten.,From his own perspective, he truly couldn't understand Yang Ge's choice.,Yang Ge ignored the old man's sorrowful eyes. With nimble hands and feet, he carried one heavy sack after another into the low-ceilinged hut. He untied the sack mouths and poured grain by grain of golden wheat kernels into the food barrel.。